Somewhere down this long road,
All of us will find our perfect abode.
All this distance and tears will be justified.
All the wrongs and mistakes will be rectified.
I might not find my abode in this life with you,
But all the lives beyond this, my abode, will have only you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love seemas to be flowing in your veins alongwith blood; a nice one, sanjukta!